Onwards

After spending a night in a hotel near Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris last night, my eldest daughter boarded a plane to Amsterdam first thing this morning, then finally boarded a hopefully more reliable Boeing 787 to Osaka mid-afternoon. I say hopefully, because this one was only two hours late, instead of cancelled entirely.

What is it with Boeing aircraft over the last twenty years?

Anyway. She's on her way. At the time of writing, she's hurtling overhead Kazakhstan very quickly indeed. During the early hours of the morning she will arrive in Kansai, then make her way to Osaka, then board a train to Kyoto, then a taxi to her hotel.

It's a hell of a journey, isn't it.

Back on this side of the world I've been churning through chores and errands as best I can - jumping between three projects at work, washing clothes, tidying up behind everybody, and offering cups of coffee to gas engineers while they ponder on why our central heating is still not behaving itself. There were murmurs about heat exchangers, and replacing of water pumps, and plans made to return later in the week.

I did warn them I might be sitting in the corridor of a maternity ward by then.

Work today went really well. I can't share what I was up to, but it was interesting. A different project. A break of sorts. An interesting requirement, and a chance to invent for a change.

I'm not sure if I mentioned it on the blog, but I ordered a new keyboard last week. A "retro" keyboard - designed to look like a Commodore 64, but more importantly with mechanical, "clacky" keys. Oh my word can I type fast on it. It brings back memories of the keyboards computers had thirty years ago. Now I need to choose a suitably retro word processor to use with it.

There's a huge temptation to put a pre-order in on the "new" Commodore 64. I don't need it, and I don't even have time to play with it, but it would be fun.

Oh crikey... somehow it's nearly 11pm already. How do I keep managing to do this?